I was mostly hard already. Her expert mouth, those full lips, took care of the remaining 10%. I didn’t realize though how hard I could get, how long I could get until, reaching behind her I smacked her ass with a riding crop. Flinching, she never stopped pleasing me. Again I used the crop, and again, and each time she flinched and squirmed but kept my cock in her mouth, kept working her tongue, until she finally gagged too hard and pulled away. Fucking hell, looking down at myself, I was harder and longer than I’d ever known. If you don’t mind me saying, it was glorious. A marching band should have been playing along with it. 
“Look at how hard you’ve made me, little girl. You’ve made it that way, I want you to swallow all of it. With another crop swat to her ass I grabbed her hair and shoved myself back into her mouth. Sophia has excellent deepthroating skills and normally she can take all of me, at least for a moment, before her gag reflex overcomes her. Now she was almost there but not quite able. Pulling her hair I held it in for as long as she could keep it before gagging.
“Look at me little girl.” She looked up and although the blindfold hid her eyes, I could see the complete submission, her mouth still open, waiting for more. I melted at the vision of it.
“You’re such a good girl. I’m so proud of you. You’ve taken everything I’ve given you. Now take a deep breath and try again.”
With my fist in her hair I pushed more deeply into her throat than ever before. She held it for longer than ever before gagging it back out, jerking backwards, searching for air.
“That was so perfect. You’re so good at that. Now stand up.” Tightening the rope to keep her hands fully stretched upward, I pushed her back against the door and kissed her. “I love the taste of my cock on your lips.”
Pulling the Hitachi from my counter of toys, I turned it on and pushed it immediately against her clit. She jerked away, too much too fast, I knew. Moving it farther back between her legs for less direct contact, I pushed it against her again and watched her body squirm. Biting one grape nipple between my teeth and tongue she gasped, pulling away at first them pushing into me, her hips pushing into the toy. Such an amazing tool, she nearly reached orgasm in less than a minute before I pulled it away, causing her to frown and push her hips out, seeking the vibrating head.
“You’ll not come until I give you permission,” I said. I wanted to extend her pleasure, drag it out until she begged for it, give her many minutes up against the edge of an orgasm before letting those waves cascade over her.
I had only just begun playing with her.
What a nice way to end my long night at work.
I shall dream of this, of us, as I drift off to sleep right now.
Oh and yes. you only had just begun in making me squirm and writhe in lustful wanton desire.
Wow that was incredible. The fact that it was real makes it even more so. In reference to the gagging, I have discovered that when I am very very turned on, my gag reflex isn’t as bad.
On man, I love a partner who can take me the way she can handle you, you describe it so well!